Happy diwali n Eid mubarak to u !
This diwali was actually something I was looking forward to for some time since I was sure that I wud be in pune itself. I really cant rate it as the best diwali nor can I say it was sad. Reason being I have never celebrated diwali in its righteous manner. For me diwali was all about crackers(phatakas !) n lamps(diyas). This was all we did whenever diwali was ‘celebrated’ in college and being a true blooded malayalee, we don’t get that much of an oppurtunity to celebrate it as per the rituals n stuff. All we were bothered about during school days was how we could disturb our iritating neighbour or how we could impress the beautifully aged school going daughter of that iritating neighbour. We’ve even done stupid things and hurt ourselves pretty bad in the attempt.
Comin back to the not so distant past as in last weekend, I felt kinda strange…firstly, there was this sudden disappearing act done by most of my buddies as they all left for their home/native. I was a part of a very rare communit who just stood back to catch all the action without realising that all the people who were in charge of creating the action were actually doin it someplace else other than pune…damn..so there I was …I wudnt say ‘alone’ here as I had my ever so supportive roomie with me…eventhough he too knew shit about the authentic diwalil stuff, we decided to go ahead with the half baked knowledge we had.
We were bursting crackers on Friday nite n needless to say we hurt ourselves pretty bad…actually really bad. Don’t wanna tell more abt it as it sounds really stupid. So lets stop it rite here.
Actually we kinda went overboard with it. The first day(Saturday I guess!) our cute neighbour was seen drawing some stuff on the floor. There goes roomie with some white powder to draw our diwali picture. No idea wat he had in mind. The outcome was just that our ‘bhai’/maid had some more work to be done at the doorstep. That was pretty encouraging. But to cheer us up, we had these visits made by our neighbours(people who even complained abt us initially !) who came across n gave us sweets n delicacies whose names ,unfortunately, I cant reproduce L But I can say for sure that did make us happy. It was later that we came to know that Saturday was a day when some specific pooja was being done at every household. Since we dint know that, we were aur usual self and just blasted the day with really loud music. As an dwhen the sweets came in we just paused the music n as soon as they left it was back on. Felt bad for that but hey…u cant fault us as we were ignorant abt the whole pooja thingy. At the end of the day we again burnt a few crackers but this time it was only the ones that said ‘for kids-n-dummies-who-burn-their-hands’. Was fun…
Sunday came. It was a beautiful morning or so they said…we got up at around 12:00 to the sound of patakas. Had lunch and were thinking about wat our poa was for the day. For the uninitiated, poa=plan of action J We unanimously decided that there was nothing constructive to do n so we decided to see Don. That was a one time watch movie. Nice ! after that we left for the city to c how it was decorated and the resluts were pleasing to the eye. Other than the ocassional attack on the bmw by some underaged citizens who did not know how to handle crackers, it was fun. I felt like Don driving his ferrarri beign chased by cops with grenade launchers J after returning from the city, we dint have nething else to do w.r.t diwali…so we boozed…big time.
Monday came…it was a holiday for me but not for roomie. This time I was all ‘alone’. It sucked big time. I started getting sad man…seriously, I had nothing to do. All the buddies I knew either had left for work or their home town. Damn…I was getting Monday morning blues eventhough I was not at work ! it was one of the most screwed up Mondays in my life. Actually I thought of dialling u guys, and I did but I just cut the line. I had no idea wat hit me…
That nite once roomie came, I told him about my tryst with Monday-morning-blues. He consoled me n told me he had some plans. This was the plan: we would go to the nearby theater and watch whichever movie it had. He was of the idea that it would take us back to our college days where we just did things out of the blue. Me too felt some excitement. So all planned to watch some crap movie in marathi, we left for that theater. To our utter surprise, it was jaan-e-man. We thanked our lucky stars n went in. before I proceed, just want to mention a one liner I came across long time back – Life, at times, is just like the black mans left ball – neither fair nor right !
That was a shitty movie man…came out in the first 30 minutes. No comments abt the movie. We just surrendered the remainder of the day to booze…again !
I was really happy to go to work on Tuesday. Thankfully the blues were just restricted to the Monday…thank god for small mercies !!!!!
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